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[aid] => mick
[title] => Kick An Old Can
[time] => 2004-07-01 18:05:55
[hometext] => Life and my thoughts
[bodytext] => “Kick an Old Can” I glanced up the way and saw a young man, As he walked along he kicked an old can. Deep in thought as he passed my way, I said good morning, how is your day. He said it was fine he was headed to town, “I heard that today a job could be found.” It seemed that he had so much on his mind I asked if that can was a way to kill time. With that he replied, “not really” he guessed, Kicking this can he finally confessed, It’s a way for me to dream and to cling To the thoughts of what tomorrow might bring. Walking along and kicking this can Provides me the time to understand, That I can be someone that I want to be Instead of what others decide for me. I can be a pilot, an astronaut, A doctor, a lawyer, it takes much thought. Build cars or planes, so much I can do, Or be a dad, just like you. See this is my time it’s a good time for me These thoughts and ideas will only help me. He said goodbye and went on his way And I thought of the things that he had to say. A few days later as I started to leave My wife looked at me and could hardly believe, I was going for a walk, that I had no plan But to just go think, and “kick an old can.” Woody McDaniel February 10, 2003 Copyright [comments] => 4 [counter] => 165 [topic] => 14 [informant] => WoodyMc44 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 10 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DreamsandWishes )
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